"Yes," she murmured, closing her eyes. She wasn't as easy as she seemed on the surface. There were a lot of thoughts and questions bubbling up inside of her. But it seemed so senseless to ask them, to upset the peace of the room.
Still, there was one sticking point. "Are you going to stay?" she asked. "Or return the favor from the caravan?"
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Still, there was one sticking point. "Are you going to stay?" she asked. "Or return the favor from the caravan?"
She paused. "I guess I couldn't blame you."